The two opposing waves of people in the huge hall were clearly distinguishable. The broken crystal chandelier dropped tiny pieces of light as it swung, creating twinkling lights in the light and shadow.

The fierce black trench coat flew in the air, creating ripples like ocean waves.

The men in black were holding long hunting knives and slashing at him, and in the distance, bright flames appeared from the black barrels.

Zhaoyue's red hair danced wildly in the surging wind with his movements. His moves had no fixed number or techniques, and were all based on reaction and strength.

Every time he stretched out his hands, they were either dead or injured. The men in black with broad bones were as fragile as toys waiting to be taken apart at any time in his hands.

He raised his arm and raised the knife, and made a circular dance. The blazing golden afterglow surged, and in an instant it was like a morning sun rising, and the bloody blade was the edge of the sun.

This knife was sharp and abrupt, and half of the men in black who were close to him were cut in half directly.

If you look carefully, you can see that the eyes of these guys are all pale gold, which is proof of the violent dragon blood. They have been injected with some kind of stimulant drug that activates the dragon blood.

Other than that, there was only a clear echo of Sanskrit singing. From the resonance of Longwen, Zhaoyue could tell that it was the Attendant of the King of Yanling.

A kind of group-strengthened word spirit. According to common sense, the first choice is to break out of the encirclement and kill the releaser of the King's Attendant in two, but he did not choose that choice.

Chihanakiri's sharpness is unparalleled, his arm strength can cut through metal and stone even with the strength of his arm.

The red Chihanakiri easily cut through the strengthened bones and blood, but the men in black fought like soldiers participating in the Great Patriotic War, without fear of life or death.

Zhaoyue slashed a man in black with his sword. Half of his body was cut off. The gap was as smooth as a mirror, but his eyes were still fierce, as if he wanted to jump up and bite him with his half-dead body.

Next piece of bloody meat comes.

However, after Chihanakiri was repeatedly forged with the remnants of the Demon God Orobus, the Demon God residue attached to it was extremely corrosive. After being hit, it would be devoured life like being poisoned by snake venom, and then gradually die.

Zhaoyue ignored his candle-like body and looked at the men in black who were swarming over the corpses of their companions. Their eyes were full of determination, like trapped beasts, resolute even in the face of the naturally fearful wildfire.

.

Just because there are things that cannot be lost, things that are more important than life, like freedom!

Only death can stop these warriors who rely on life and death.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a black hunting knife. His white palm showed obvious blue veins, and the blue-black hunting knife was crushed by his hand.

He stretched out his hand and threw out all the fragments of the blade. In an instant, the scattered, shimmering fragments were like a goddess scattering flowers, picked up by the invisible wind, and spread like the whistling wind in the sky.

The blood flowing all over the floor tiles like a trickle was also swept up by the surging wind. The smooth floor cracked inch by inch, and the slate fragments were swept up. All of these were swarmed into the destructive wind blown by death.

Resting.

At first it was a surge of wind, but as it spread, it gradually evolved into a storm fanning death, cutting through the brightly lit hall fiercely. The sound of tearing flesh and blood, the sound of shattering glass and the rumbling sound of buildings smashing and collapsing symphony, as if they converged into a fierce ghost.

The final cry before death.

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In front of the mountain stream, Inuyama He and the heads of the four surnamed families followed the deacon who led the way and slowly stepped into the deep mountain where the legendary fierce ghosts hide. Their expressions were different, but they were all solemn.

Behind the heads of the four surnamed families are the elites of their respective families and the masters of each branch, including the most elite executive bureau, Nanaya Miyamoto and Yuki Saito are among them.

Although Inuyama Ga did not express it, some of the heads of the four surnamed families had opinions against them, and even they themselves had opinions against themselves.

Kotaro Fuma, who values ​​tradition, has the least tolerance for sand in his eyes. He scolded the two as retainers but could not even accompany the monarch to be loyal.

The two of them lowered their heads and remained silent, clenching their teeth and holding their hands. They had no way to refute, this was the reality.

The large army marched silently, men and women carrying swords at their waists, and shining black guns exposed from their open pockets. Their expressions were solemn, and their hurried movements seemed to be rushing to a grand funeral.

They all wore long black trench coats, and from a height, they looked like migrating crows flying by, blocking out the sky and the sun.

"..." Inuyama He pushed aside the deacon who was leading the way and walked at the front. He has always been like this, going straight in and taking the lead, so although he was secretly poked in the back by many people, more often than not, he was still respected by others.

Everyone, parents.

Seeing this, Fuma Kotaro blew his beard and came to his side holding a short sword.

He disliked Inuyama Ga extremely, thinking that he had already surrendered to that hateful US military, but he also knew that what Inuyama Ga did was completely out of necessity.

Neon had no way out at that time. They had no choice but to accept the terms that were humiliating and humiliating the country and gave up 100,000 women from their country to accompany those hateful invaders.

However, the saddest thing is that those women who show dignity for the country are the ones who are cast aside in the end.

They themselves cannot find jobs. Once they hear that they were comfort women, not even a small restaurant is willing to take them in. Not only that, if they accidentally give birth to mixed-race children, even if those children are not abandoned, they will eventually be

It was despised.

They were abandoned by society, and no one remembered what they had paid for this land.

Inuyama Ga always remembered that her sister was also like this. She won the joy of the American officers and saved the Inuyama family and the young him.

At that time, he only knew how to escape. Every time he walked to the door of his house, it was late at night. He never dared to go back early for fear of hearing any woman's whine coming from the room.

Those Americans have never known what pity is, and they seem to have the so-called barbarism flowing in their blood.

In fact, some neon people are similar, but they always use the so-called social respectability to cover up their bestiality.

"..." Inuyama He remained silent. He used his knife to split the weeds in front of the mountain. His vision suddenly became clear, but he had lost the reason to swing the knife.

Vertical and horizontal cracks are all over the mountain, and where the big house once stood there are now only bloody ruins.
Chapter completed!